SCENE IV
Ibn Sawy's house.
Anice-Aljalice, alone.
ANICE-ALJALICE
If Murad fails him, what is left ? He has
No other thing to sell but only me.
A thought of horror! Is my love then strong
Only for joy, only to share his heaven?
Can it not enter Hell for his dear sake ?
How shall I follow him then after death,
If Heaven reject him? For the path's so narrow
Footing that judgment blade, to slip's so easy.
Avert the need, O Heaven.
Enter Nureddene.
Has Murad failed him?
NUREDDENE
Murad refuses. This load of debt's a torture!
ANICE-ALJALICE
The dresses and the gems you made me keep —
NUREDDENE
Keep them; they are your own.
ANICE-ALJALICE
I am your slave-girl.
My body and what it wears, all I am, all I have,
Are only for your use.
NUREDDENE
Girl, would you have me strip you then quite bare ?
ANICE-ALJALICE
What does it matter ? The coarsest rag ten dirhams
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Might buy, would be enough, if you'ld still love me.
NUREDDENE
These would not meet one half of what I owe.
ANICE-ALJALICE
Master, you bought me for ten thousand pieces.
NUREDDENE
Be silent.
ANICE-ALJALICE
Has my value lessened since ?
NUREDDENE
No more! You'll make me hate you.
ANICE-ALJALICE
If you do,
'Tis better, it will help my heart to break.
NUREDDENE
Have you the heart to speak of this ?
ANICE-ALJALICE
Had I
Less heart, less love, I would not speak of it.
NUREDDENE
I swore to my father that I would not sell you.
ANICE-ALJALICE
But there was a condition.
NUREDDENE
If you desired it!
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ANICE-ALJALICE
Do I not ask you?
NUREDDENE
Speak truth! Do you desire it ?
Truth, in the name of God who sees your heart!
Oh, you are silent.
ANICE-ALJALICE
(weeping)
How could I desire it?
Ajebe is here. Be friends with him, dear love;
Forgive his fault.
NUREDDENE
Anice, my own sins are
So heavy, not to forgive his lesser vileness
Would leave me without hope of heavenly pardon.
ANICE-ALJALICE
I'll call him then.
Exit.
NUREDDENE
Let me absolve these debts,
Then straight with Anice to Bagdad the splendid,
There is the home for hearts and brains and hands,
Not in this petty centre. Core of Islam,
Bagdad, the flood to which all brooks converge.
Anice returns with Ajebe, Balkis, Mymoona.
AJEBE
Am I forgiven ?
NUREDDENE
Ajebe, let the past
Have never been.
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AJEBE
You are Ibn Sawy's son.
NUREDDENE
Give me your counsel, Ajebe. I have nothing
But the mere house which is not saleable.
My father must not find a homeless Bassora,
Returning.
MYMOONA
Nothing else?
ANICE-ALJALICE
Only myself
Whom he'll not sell.
MYMOONA
He must.
NUREDDENE
Never, Mymoona.
MYMOONA
Fear not the sale which shall be in name alone.
Tis only Balkis borrowing her from you,
Who pawns her value. She will stay with me
Serving our Balkis, safe from every storm,
But if you ask, why then the mart and auction ?
We must have public evidence of sale
To meet an uncle's questions.
ANICE-ALJALICE
O now there's light.
Blessed Mymoona!
NUREDDENE
It must not be. My oath!
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ANICE-ALJALICE
But I desire it now, yes, I desire it.
NUREDDENE
And is my pride then nothing ? Shall I sell her
To be a slave-girl's slave-girl? Pardon, Balkis.
MYMOONA
Too fine, too fine!
ANICE-ALJALICE
To serve awhile my sister!
For that she is in heart.
BALKIS
Serve only in name.
MYMOONA
She will be safe while you rebuild your fortunes.
NUREDDENE
I do not like it.
MYMOONA
Nor does any one
As in itself, but only as a refuge
From greater evils.
NUREDDENE
Oh, you're wrong, Mymoona,
To quibble with an oath! it will not prosper.
Straight dealing's best.
MYMOONA
You look at it too finely.
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NUREDDENE
Have it your way, then.
MYMOONA
Call the broker here.
A quiet sale! The uncle must not hear of it.
AJEBE
'Twould be the plague.
NUREDDENE
I fear it will not prosper.
Exeunt.
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